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Ilb: Who would?

Lamb: I don't know? Someone!

Ilb: Yeah, my brother

Summary

One letter will send the Beyblading world into chaos. As Rei reads he thinks: Who on earth is stupid enough to stick every blader we've ever known into ONE hotel with each other? This fic is going to have yaoi, yuri and het pairings and all yaoi is written by Iluvbeyblade. Like it or hate it please R and R as honest opinions are always welcomed, as are random acts of worship.

Ilb: A typical Lamanth summary. (giggles) But no flames? I don't like flames. Hehe, yaoi...

Lamb: If you do flame I will just laugh at you!

Muse: I think they'll be laughing back at you Lamb, you're a freak.

Lamb: Says the imaginary voice in my head!

Ilb : SHE IS NOT A FREAK! (hits)

Dedi: OK anyway this is going to be a confusing dedication so be warned. Lamanth dedicates this fic to Iluvbeyblade, Iluvbeyblade dedicates this fic to Lamanth and they both want to dedicate it to their beta AnimeQueen48 who came up the the summary.

Muse: On with the fic!

Ilb: WHOO!

Here we are - we've just begun,
And after all this time - our time has come,
Ya here we are - still goin' strong,
Right here in the place where we belong,

Why You?

Chapter One: Interesting Invitations

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Rei's POV

I walked slowly along the main hall of the dojo, my bare feet making no sound against the smooth polished floor. It was 11 a.m. and everyone else was out occupied with their own thoughts and projects. Whether that meant homework, training or something entirely different, which in Gramps' case meant going and sitting in a boat for hours at a time holding a fishing rod.

As I entered the kitchen and filled the kettle I couldn't help but I smiled to myself at the thought of Gramps in that boat. It's not like he really fishes, he just sits there and hopes the fish will die of boredom. Once I had waited for the kettle to come to the boil I began the process of making my first cup of coffee of the day. Hot, black and with so much sugar you almost have to eat it with a spoon rather than drink it. I picked up the steaming mug and began to make my way out side when I caught sight of a letter lying on the kitchen table, it was addressed to the team so I picked it up and continued outside.

I settled down on the decking that runs around the entire dojo. I chose the spot at the corner of the east wall where the sun warmed the wood, and the air was heavy and sweet with the sent of the honeysuckle that climbed up the trellising. In all the countries we've traveled to I have never found a place I love more than this spot by the wall of the dojo, it's just the peace and tranquillity of it. Here I can sit and just let the world pass me by.

Raising the cup of tar coloured liquid I blow slightly before taking a sip and almost scalding my tongue. Placing the coffee on the decking beside me I picked up the letter and on taking a closer look recognized the official stamp of the BBA on the pristine white envelope. Opening the flap I pulled out the letter with in and immediately checked to see who the sender was. I instantly recognized the messy scrawl that was the signature of Stanley Dickinson, president of the BBA. I smiled slightly at the fact that he had known to send it here, over the years, from Bladebreakers to GRevolution, the Granger dojo had become our unofficial headquarters. If you wanted to get hold of any of the team all you had to do was wait at the dojo and within 12 hours everyone of us will have passed through the door at least once. I shook my head ruefully at how predictable we had all become and began to read:

Dear GRevolution,

I am writing to invite you to the grand opening of the BBA headquarters in Japan on 21st June 2007. A hotel has been booked for you and the many other blading teams coming for the preceding week, that is, 13th until 21st. This will give everyone time to get accustomed to one another and hopefully smooth out any rivalries or other disturbances.

'Smooth out any rivalries'? Mr. D is always thinking the best of everyone. But the day you can put all of the teams in one hotel together is the day pigs not only start flying but land on the moon as well. Though I have to admit it could be quite interesting to have everyone all together again.

On the day of the opening, I have organized for the new bey-dishes to be set up in the stadium. You may choose anyone you wish to battle against, tag-team, solo, or team versus team.

I can see this causing some fun. New dishes and any fighting combination you want. I know there are going to be teams that will want to fight it out together but I think also there will be some bladers who will want to prove that they can win on their own. As for us I think we'll have to sit and talk about how we're going to fight but either way it should be good.

Any beyblader caught deliberately inflicting physical harm upon his or her opponent during these matches will be escorted from the building without delay. Such behaviour goes directly against the BBA code of conduct, and will not be tolerated under any circumstances. There will be various people who you will answer to at various points in time. On the 21st, myself and the trainers of the BBA centre have absolute authority over any and every aspect of the day. During the week beforehand, the following adults take charge.

Robert Jurgen,

Hiro Granger,

Judy Tate.

Please listen to them and respect their decisions.

Oh well that's just brilliant, not! It's bad enough having Hiro boss us around here but he's going to be in charge there too? And this whole thing was looking like it had the potential to be an amazing time too...

Would you please get back to me, either by email or letter, stating the method of transport that you have chosen and also the date you will be arriving. This is so that I can arrange for your transport to the hotel.

The following rules come into force the minute that you all meet.

1.Minors are not allowed alcohol.

2.Drugs are absolutely forbidden apart from alcohol and cigarettes.

3.No physical violence between any bladers

4.Keep hurtful name-calling to a minimum

5.Under 17's are requested not to enter the quarters of the opposite sex after eleven p.m.

Well that sucks, and with Hiro doing his whole 'you will not let me down by setting a bad example' thing, which is more like a 'you will not make me look bad' thing, we have no chance of getting round them. Meh, this is going to be good no matter what and who knows, maybe evil coach from hellwill get distracted and leave us alone. We can live in hope right? Nah, Kai'd just take over then... dammit...

These rules are here for the benefit and safety of all and it would be appreciated if they were followed at all times.

Yours sincerely,

Mr. S. Dickinson

I folded the letter and placed it back in the envelope and once again picked up my coffee and sipped. Closing my eyes I tilted my head back and let the sun warm my face, relishing the heat on my skin. Suddenly I became aware of the faint sound of voices as my team returned to the dojo. Reluctantly I got to my feet and made my way inside, coffee in one hand, letter in the other.

As I walk along the main hall once more I can't help but wonder how the others will feel about the reopening of the BBA and having everyone in the same hotel. All I can say is it should be very interesting, all the teams together at last. A chance to make new relationships and also a chance to reaffirm old ones.

We just need to keep Kai away from Johnny. And vice versa.

Lamb: There we are first chapter all done and dusted. There were times when I thought we'd never get this fic started.

Ilb: Same here. Oh, I wrote the letter, btw, and Lamb wrote everything else. Which is just as well, because I was STUCK. But here we are! First chappie written and posted!

Muse: And I for one wish you hadn't!

Ilb: (glares)

Lamb: I'd kill you if it didn't mean I'd have to cut off my own head.

Dedi: Ilb why do we put up with these two?

Ilb: 'Cause it's entertaining? (stares at bickering Muse and Lamb) Should we pull them apart? Oh well. REVIEW, PLEASE:) We might actually get round to a 2nd chapter that way!